Imagine if we lived every day like it was our birthday. Waking up excited to experience what’s to come. Feeling a tear-jerking sense of gratitude for something as simple as a balloon. Accepting - celebrating, even - the weather, the work you get to do, the restaurants you get to eat at, the route you drive home, calls from distant relatives, and an individual gluten free cookie. What if every day, we told the people in our lives that we love them SO MUCH it hurts, that we can’t believe they’d give up their evening to sit by us, and that their presence actually makes this world a better place.
Every year, God gives us 1 out of 365 days to remind us why He brought our life to life, here, now. He showed me yesterday (just as he’s showed me the past 20 times before) that my life exactly as it is is exactly as it should be. And wow, does He know how to speak that truth in ways only I could understand.
Fell asleep to happy tears last night in gratitude. Thank you to my people for being my people !! Cheers (literally) to another beautiful year to come.
Hi, I'm Chlo.
I've been writing stories inspired by my real and imaginative experiences since I learned at age 7 that if you fold and staple construction paper together, it sort of looks like a real book. I have always craved soul serving stories- ones that melt like butter in your mind as you hear your heart explained out loud.
This here is my home away from home. When I'm not exploring neighborhood coffeehouses, driving down the Pacific Coast (again), or loving on all my people - I'm probably here, with you. Come on in! Scroll around. I hope you feel less alone.